hiding from the rain

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

no longer writing in the third person

it is hopeful

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Today I felt like starting

1

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it